Chapter 37: The Tomb of Ten Thousand Stars
"Kill!"
With an impassioned roar sounding, the two Jindan Stage monks had already rushed towards Fang Yan and Yan Xiu fearlessly.
Fang Yan and Yan Xiu naturally didn't need to hide anymore, and instantly appeared in shape.
Naturally, the two of them would not look at the two Jindan period cultivators, even if they had very different breaths on their bodies.
But the next scene surprised Fang Yan.
Under the aura and coercion of the Xuan monks, they did not even make the two monks hesitate for a moment, and they even killed the generals regardless of it.
Fang Yan asked himself, if he met an opponent in the Tongxuan Period when he was in Jindan, even if it was a great enemy of life and death, he would not be so brave.
The two monks naturally didn't know what Fang Yan was thinking, as if they didn't realize the danger at all, they rushed towards Fang Yan and Yan Xiu like this.
As a result, needless to say, Fang Yan and Yan Xiu restrained the two of them without much effort.
"I asked, you answered. ”
A sword light condensed in Fang Yan's hand and slashed towards one of the captured monks.
As if he was not aware of his situation, the fierce light in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest, and he did not answer.
Fang Yan was ruthless in his heart, and immediately swung the sword light in his hand, killing the Jindan Stage Monk here.
I thought that this move could somewhat deter the other captured Jindan monk, but I didn't want the other party to react like the Jindan monk who died before, and there was no fear at all.
The fierce light in his eyes almost unabashedly told Fang Yan and Yan Xiu that as long as he was free, he would kill Fang Yan and Yan Xiu without fear of death.
Seeing this, Fang Yan and Yan Xiu noticed the abnormality, and after linking the previous reactions of the two, they came to a conclusion.
The two Jindan monks are non-communicative beings, like puppets with no sense of danger.
Fang Yan no longer hesitated, and after summoning Xiao Bai out, the only remaining Jindan stage monk was immediately swallowed by Xiao Bai into his stomach.
Yan Xiu and Fang Yan waited expectantly for dozens of breaths, and then Xiao Bai retched and spit out something, which turned out to be the Jindan stage monk.
"The host ......"
The information transmitted by Xiaobai made Fang Yan's complexion change slightly.
Xiaobai's stomach pouch, which is comparable to fine iron, was unable to contain the Jindan stage monk, and the consequence of insisting on swallowing it into the stomach pouch was to vomit.
Fang Yan sighed helplessly, and motioned for Xiao Bai to return to the spirit beast bag to rest, knowing that if he wanted to get the news out of the mouth of the Jindan stage monk, he couldn't rely on Xiao Bai.
However, this also proves that this Jindan stage monk with a very different aura is definitely not simple.
At this moment, the corpse of the Jindan Stage Cultivator who had been killed by Fang Yan's sword qi was moving strangely.
Fang Yan was slightly startled in his heart, and immediately saw a surprised scene.
The headless body of the Jindan period monk with a different body actually stood up, and then the head suddenly hung on the neck again, and there was no wound on the entire neck.
Fang Yan and Yan Xiu's faces both changed drastically, and this scene made Fang Yan can't help but think of the immortal king Duan Heng who drank the dream demon in the Heavenly Desolation.
Yan Xiu's eyes flickered, obviously thinking of something with Fang Yan.
But it was clear that they were not facing the Heavenly Demons.
I saw that the severed Jindan stage monk rose up again and attacked Fang Yan.
Fang Yan was naturally no longer polite, and a spiritual power in his hand turned into a sword blade and swung out, and the other party immediately fell again.
However, this time, the Jindan Stage Monk was not as simple as cutting off his head, and his entire body turned into powder under the crushing of Fang Yan's spiritual power.
After a long while, these powders finally did not gather again, which made Fang Yan and Yan Xiu breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing this scene, the other Jindan period monk who was bound by Fang Yan and them still had no waves in his eyes, except for the hatred he had always had for Fang Yan and Yan Xiu, he had no fear at all.
Fang Yan and Yan Xiu had now understood that these monks could no longer be called monks.
They have no fear, they can't communicate, and they don't feel like they're alone anymore.
Without thinking too much, Fang Yan ended up with the life of this Jindan stage monk.
Only after their bodies were shattered would they not be resurrected again, this was the experience of Fang Yan and Yan Xiu.
Although the two Jindan stage monks did not pose a threat to Fang Yan and Yan Xiu, and they were even able to solve it casually, they still made Fang Yan and Yan Xiu vigilant about this place in their hearts.
The strangeness of these monks is truly appalling, and the means of manipulating the people behind these monks cannot be underestimated.
Fang Yan and Yan Xiu continued to explore, and once again encountered several monks, these monks' cultivation was the highest Jindan, and the lowest was also in the nurturing period, so they were easily solved by the two.
At this moment, the sky that had been pitch black in the wilderness suddenly brightened.
Fang Yan and Yan Xiu looked up and immediately froze on the spot.
I don't know when, in the night sky where there is not a single star, countless stars suddenly appeared, these stars are uncertain, and under a cursory glance, there are as many as 10,000.
Although the light could make people feel a certain sense of security, Fang Yan and Yan Xiu felt a sense of foreboding and danger from these suddenly shining stars.
"It's ......"
Fang Yan's mind quickly flashed all kinds of thoughts, and then he had an astonishing guess, the place where he and Yan Xiu were at this moment was probably the mysterious sect forbidden place in the Wanxing Sect - Wanxing Mound.
The name of the Wanxing Sect comes from the mysterious forbidden place of the Wanxing Tomb.
Of course, all this was just Fang Yan's understanding of the Ten Thousand Star Sect.
It is said that the Wanxing Tomb is a forbidden place that is not open to all the disciples of the Wanxing Sect, and even the head of the sect is not qualified to enter here.
Such a forbidden land seems to have no need to exist for the Ten Thousand Star Sect.
But obviously the Wanxing Sect didn't think so, at least for a long time, the Wanxing Sect had never had the idea of changing its name, nor had it had the idea of migrating.
As for the forbidden land of the Wanxing Sect, what is in the Wanxing Tomb, even Shangzong Ducang does not have much account of it.
It's a magical, uncharted territory.
Fang Yan quickly told Yan Xiu what he knew.
Although that wasn't much information, the two of them still didn't know anything about this place.
But this information did not prevent Fang Yan and Yan Xiu from raising their vigilance again.
Mystery and the unknown are often the most frightening existences.
And now, there are obviously strange people who have occupied this forbidden place of the Ten Thousand Star Sect.
Although the purpose was unknown, Fang Yan definitely didn't think that the other party's occupation of this place would do the Terrans any benefit.
From entering the Ten Thousand Star Tomb to now, more than half an hour has passed.
Fang Yan and Yan Xiu just met some strange monks, and they didn't find the main owner at all, which couldn't help but make Fang Yan feel a little anxious in his heart.
Fang Yan had a premonition in his heart that if he dragged on like this, he was afraid that it would be very unfavorable to him, so he couldn't help frowning and thinking about it.
Yan Xiu also had this hunch.
In the rich aura that can be seen everywhere here, that trace of weird and complicated aura has never disappeared for a moment.
And whether there will be any disadvantage under such an atmosphere, the two don't know, but they don't want to continue like this.